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thanksgiving poem

ahora mientras que están viviendo mis labios
la señora, su corazón ha dado vuelta al polvo
he visto las estrellas más orgullosas
los poetas dicen
fui arriba y abajo de las calles
travails de la tierra
hago mi cubierta, pero nadie sabe
mire hacia fuera sobre las estrellas, mi amor
quién ama la lluvia
como vela blanca
arriba y abajo de él va

 



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